16: Awkward breakfast

*Ben*

When she had awoken with that soft moan, it had taken everything within me not to pounce on the bed and take her then and there. It didn't matter that my face was lathered in showing foam or that she had distracted me to such an extent that I very nearly sliced open his jugular.

I can think of worse ways to go than with that luscious sound ringing in my ears. How can a woman be so gloriously sensual upon awakening ?

Standing at the window in the library, watching as the fog begins to dissipate, I have to admit that I don’t have any paperwork I need to see to. I just wanted to give her time to bathe and perhaps join me for breakfast. I could have also delayed going to the mines, but being within reach of her without touching her would have tested my sanity.

While she had offered herself during the day, we made a bargain I intend to keep. The day is hers; the night is mine. One exception would place us on a slippery slope, and she might decide I shouldn’t have all the nights